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lirik lagu cedi kasa – ko-jo cue

verse 1 (ko*jo cue)
the hate? never bothered me
the fake? never brotherly
if he’s getting cake, either i bake
or m3 order bi
y’all talk to talk
i’m about the walk
m’ay3 s3 bodam ni
when i open shop
and get the call
then it’s confam g
ma suffer bi
chale auntie throw we off her property
maakro on the low
linc, kojo ni na suffer ni
glass doors, fitting shop, options wey dey offer me
my passport was sitting for
connection man ein coffеrs he
want a grand then i cough am
two or three then i top am g
thеy were just deflecting all my goals but me bor corner kick
even on the days when man was slow
still man kor na nim
i was taught
brought up to put it all up
for my dreams
i do the needful
i don’t know how to lay down and die
if she deceitful
akornor but i may brown her like
see k won’t get no sequel
i slay once then slide
no replay cos thing wei
fit break down a vibe
i no dey fear man i swear
jehovah be my witness
i wake first, break bread
with the man upstairs
only he can judge me
but i know he go judge am fair
no muscle, but if it’s hustle de3 a
man i’m clear
papa was a rolling stone had to man up
get it down the drain and provide for my mama
fall got up again bro as3 m’adi one up
boy y3 star, flow was fire
mario on the come up
first i was too technical
refs tried to walk me out the game
split seconds, talking legends
dem dey crop me out the frame
like we no birth this real talk
10 in i’m still hot
we be nowhere?
but we know where they get the sk!ll from
plk on my first day bisa slim ne
brownberry, bars a na me kura no agye gym ne
camp nou, or bantama when asare o
was popping off
y3 kuta one beer, one cig
still y33 thugge sorr
me di kyei cee, streets raised me
masa me nim kasa
the way i ball for miami afit be jimmy butler
senior, w’agyimi papa, you just a silly rapper
i stopped that tough talk to touch stuff
that really matter
conversations with weight in the sp*ces we hate
you be basic, we base cos we based it on faith
spending hospital days
seeing faces be late
chale something for change (see this place e for change)
we can’t be okay with this fate
secof why e be say, just to make it i for jakpa
might start to politic if i can’t change it as a rapper
we be the coldest, locked and loaded
mo ntumi nbuffer
and oh yes, the talk stay coded
cos cedi kasa
verse 2 (kay*ara)
cedi kasa but ridee the cedi scatter
so how i fit to buy some of this mercedes papa?
cos i for sort the plug, the flock and feed the pastor
and make money my accent ridee i speak the lafa
cos everytime the brothers meet i no dey hear word
how for build in this nation but i dey steer clear
when i tell them i lose hope, then all my peers flare
talk about upward mobility, my paddy here, here
i be contractor , literally i dey tear stairs
e no be about some building or moves we tear sef
cos if you watch for the block, the stocks all drop
that be why sanitation hold make jaws all drop
and so we dey cope, plus some shots shots, shots
hoping one day time go make we clock, clock
but momee dey bother me for ein kiddy, like e be fan yogo
ridee if i get kidee wey dough i go take my son go school?
buy books, vacation classes, make basic actions, try scale a business amidst these daily taxes
so, we go drink and blow on hazy ashes, baby that’s it
how we escape the daily hardships in ghana

- ko jo cue

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